

Jazz PlayerThe jazz player with the youthful, boyish looks, the carefree green eyes that shine as bright as gold and theJazz Player
cute, crooked smile, tosses her a glance over her shoulder. This chance meeting, meeting her through a single note, starting low and soft and subdued could one day crescendo into a syncopated rhythm as beautiful as his lips around the sax and her delicate hands on the ivory keys. She knows nothing about him she improvises his entire life story through the bends and curves of the horn, the slope of the bell, th
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